Thunder Martial

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"Woolen cloth."

The third mantra blurted out, and the strange power reappeared, and the excitement in Zi Chen's heart could no longer be expressed in words.

The six-character mantra of Buddhism is unimaginably powerful, and once you understand it all, you will be almost invincible.

At this moment, Zichen is really excited to master the three notes consecutively.

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness, Zichen's three sounds are pronounced at the same time, and the strange power formed is even stronger.

Following Zi Chen's comprehension, a phantom gradually condensed behind him. This phantom was extremely tall, and its whole body exuded bright golden light, releasing an oppressive aura.

This is a figure with the same appearance as Zichen, as tall as a phantom, exuding a fierce aura, but as Zichen comprehends the power of the mantra, the sharp aura on the phantom is slowly fading away, replaced by a peaceful.

And on the previously condensed phantom with the power of thunder and lightning, there is even a trace of Buddha power surging.

With the rapid development of Zi Chen's power of mantra, the power of Buddha appearing on the phantom behind him is also more intense. It seems that at this moment, this phantom has a sign of sudden enlightenment and transformation into a Buddha.

Beside Zi Chen, the monk stopped his comprehension, and his eyes glowed again. There was no breath flowing around him, but he felt a strong and pure Buddha power beside him.

The monk turned his head and saw Zi Chen at a glance, and then his pupils shrank, his face was full of disbelief.

I saw Zi Chen at this moment, with a solemn treasure face and a benevolent face. If he had no hair, he would be a monk just like a monk, and a monk with extremely pure Buddha power.

Looking behind him, the tall phantom also turned into a monk's shadow, full of compassion.

Zichen has killed countless people along the way, so naturally he cannot be a Buddha, but a demon, but at this moment, Zichen has turned into a Buddha from a demon, and he is still a Buddha with pure Buddha power. Obviously, this also indicates that Zichen is different. .

If it was back then, when the two met not long ago, the monk would naturally be happy to see such a situation, and maybe he would help Zichen, gloating at a demon and becoming a Buddha.

But years of getting along, and hundreds of years of friendship, made the two of them brothers and friends of life and death. Naturally, he couldn't just watch Zichen transform into a Buddha.

"Om,

Well, what. "

The monk put one hand on Zichen's shoulder, and his spiritual thoughts oscillated with the power of the mantra. This is the purest three-character mantra. When it fell into Zichen's sea of ​​consciousness, it was like the resounding sound of Hong Zhong Dalu, which made him tremble and wake up instantly.

Zichen was awake, the Buddha power around him was slowly dissipating, and the Buddha shadow behind him also became dim. At the same time, his perception of the power of the mantra in his sea of ​​consciousness also became illusory and blurred.

"What's going on." Zi Chen woke up, and then felt that the Yuan power in his body had changed, and even had Buddha power, and his face changed immediately.

"You almost turned into a Buddha," said the monk.

"Hua Buddha, damn it." When Zi Chen heard this, he cursed angrily, and his whole body was full of breath. In his body, his blood was boiling, his muscles and bones were screaming, and force after wave washed every part of Zi Chen's body. corner.

At the same time, in the dantian and the sea of ​​consciousness, the perfect strength and perfect spiritual thoughts are also cleaning and investigating every corner.

Although Zichen has some appreciation for monks, he hates becoming a monk himself. If he becomes a monk and forbids all emotions, what will his confidante do?

Moreover, Zichen is decisive in killing and attacking, he is a demon, how could he become a Buddha.

"Woolen cloth."

Just when Zi Chen was trying his best to remove the possible hidden dangers in his body, the stone wall in front suddenly lit up, and then, a Buddha shadow appeared on it, and from the mouth of the Buddha shadow, a mantra was uttered, and the mantra oscillated towards Zi Chen.

The dispelled Buddha power around Zi Chen actually condensed again, flowing to all parts of his body like blood, and the Buddha shadow that had just dissipated behind him also condensed again.

"Damn it." Feeling that a part of the power in his body was out of control, Zichen's face appeared angry, and he immediately crossed his knees and started to practice the exercises.

This is the practice of perfecting the essence, qi, and spirit recorded in the heavenly scriptures. Zi Chen runs it over and over again, and the perfect power begins to impact these out-of-control forces.

"Oh, well, what." In the stone wall, the monk's phantom uttered a three-character syllable, and three strange powers merged into Zi Chen's body.

The pure Buddha power began to confront the perfect power in Zi Chen's body. The good and evil monks stood aside with anxiety on his face, but he didn't dare to come forward to help.

You know, he is a monk, and the Buddha power in his body, stepping forward to help will only be of no help, and will only strengthen the out-of-control Buddha power in Zi Chen's body.

He can only wait now, waiting for the two forces to decide the outcome.

Under normal circumstances, Zichen's perfect power can naturally win, because perfect power is the dominant force in Zichen's body, there are many, and the battle is in Zichen's body, which is the home court advantage.

However, there is another power in this not much Buddha power. This power is still Buddha power, but its quality is very high, and Zichen feels that this power has thinking. At this moment, although this power is small, But just like a well-trained elite soldier, he can stand against Zi Chen's power.

Of course, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that the realm of this power is higher than that of Zi Chen.

So the two energies are currently fighting evenly.

As time passed, Zi Chen remained motionless, and the phantom in the stone wall also crossed his legs, and the mighty power formed by the three-character mantra continued to vibrate.

Gradually, the perfect power on Zichen's body was in a state of being suppressed, and the Buddha power around him took over and began to erode the perfect power.

"Perfect Power actually lost to Buddha Power." Seeing this scene, the monk was obviously taken aback.

And looking at the phantom on the stone wall, there was a smile on the monk's face, which was a gratifying and compassionate smile.

Seeing that Zi Chen was about to successfully transform into a Buddha from the demon, the smile on Xu Ying's face was completely in full bloom, and the good and evil monk vaguely heard a hearty laughter.

But the next moment, the laughter stopped abruptly, as if someone had strangled her neck.

I saw three golden lights suddenly glowing on Zi Chen's body, the first golden light was at the center of the eyebrows, the second was at the dantian, and the third was at the heart.

As soon as the three golden lights came out, they pierced the stone wall in front of them like three sharp knives.

After that, the good and evil monk heard an exclamation from the stone wall: "The book from heaven, it turned out to be a book from heaven, ah!"

The exclamation disappeared, and the phantom on the stone wall also disappeared. After that, there was a crackling sound on the stone wall, and one crack after another spread from the half-remnant stone wall.

The Buddha power on Zi Chen's body began to fade, and the perfect power regained the initiative. At the same time, the golden light circulating on the three pages of heavenly scriptures in his body also joined the ranks of sweeping away the Buddha power.

In just a few breaths of time, all the Buddha's power was wiped away, and Zichen became a demon again, his eyes opened, and his eyes were cold and stern.

"Peng."

The half-residual stone wall with cracks spreading to the limit in front also exploded instantly, torn apart.

"It's a pity that a mantra of eternal inheritance has disappeared." The good and evil monk saw that Zichen was fine, so he was relieved, and then sighed and regretted.

Although this stone wall is weird, it is not harmful to the people of the Buddhist sect, and there is a half-word mantra on it, which can be regarded as a treasure of inheritance that can make the Buddhist sect crazy, but it is a pity that it was destroyed.

"It's dangerous." After getting up, Zi Chen sighed.

"It's so dangerous. If the stone wall is not half destroyed, I'm afraid you will be my junior brother from now on." The good and evil monk joked.

"Buddhist things are really mysterious, let's get out of here." Zi Chen still had some lingering fears in his heart, and without a sound, he was almost overwhelmed.

Leaving the ground, the two moved forward, continuing the road of purification. Zi Chen tried to sense the three-character mantra, but found that the pronunciation and fluctuations that were extremely clear before became blurred at this moment.

It's as if there are layers of thin fog blocking the front, lingering and unclear.

Everything cycled again, and Zi Chen and Monk Good and Evil saw the young monk again, but the young monk now has reached middle age, and the other party changed his tone for the first time after seeing the two of them. He looked at Zi Chen Said: "You can come out smoothly, you are really extraordinary."

"Who are you?" Zi Chen asked.

The middle-aged monk just laughed and left. From the beginning to the end, he never touched the two of them.

As the two of them got closer, the expressions on their faces gradually became dignified, because the young monk was slowly getting old, and in the end, he had become a bald old man with white beard and eyebrows, and more wrinkles on his face, but A pair of eyes are extremely bright.

"The old monk is waiting for you in the depths." These were the last words the old monk said. Since then, he has never appeared again.

The old monk and the old ghost are more or less the same.

In the hearts of Zi Chen and Monk Good and Evil, this old monk must be an old ghost, maybe an old ghost king.

On the way forward, when the monk was purifying, his expression also became dignified, and he was silent, not saying a word for several days.

Finally, after spending an unknown amount of time, the monk purified all the yin objects here, and searched many towers and pavilions here, but found nothing except half a word of mantra.

As the last yin thing dissipated, the evil spirit in this area completely disappeared, and golden light was released from the collapsed buildings, the collapsed buildings, and the remaining weapons.

The golden light here represents Buddha's power. At this moment, the whole world is once again full of peace and tranquility, but there is still a touch of loneliness in this breath.

A streak of golden light appeared, drifted towards the sky, and then turned into a ball of golden light. Like flowing water, the golden light twisted and straightened in the air, as if someone was pulling it, and finally turned into a golden mirror that occupied half of the sky.

The eyes of Zi Chen and the monk fell on the golden mirror one after another, and the golden mirror began to glow, with the light of Buddha. After the light was all gone, there was an extra picture in the golden mirror.

In the picture, there is a complete Buddhist sect, with pagodas standing one after another, and the spiers of the pagodas release the light of Buddha, completely covering the area.

The Buddha's light is like a natural barrier, protecting the Buddhist sect. The wind and sand cannot blow in, the rain cannot fall, and the whole world is golden. This place is completely a holy place, a pure land.

But in the middle of the mirror, blood rain suddenly fell, and the blood rain passed through the Buddha's light and fell into the Buddha's field.

All the Buddhist sect disciples raised their heads blankly, watching Dou Da's blood rain fall, accompanied by the blood rain, and disasters.